Cypress Hill

Break 'Em off Some

This one goes out to all you punk motherfuckers out there

Yeah, eat a bowl of dick'up fools!

Do ya wanna get crazy?

Comin' atcha in '93!

Through the car swings

The firing pins go click

When I duck behind the trash bin

Ran out of ammo no doubt my gatt is dry like a fuckin' drought

Got to make my way home

Hit the gate and get my chrome goddamn this song

They got me cornered lemme just warn ya

I'll pull this trigga make your family mourn ya

Boo-hoo! Where ya gonna run to when I pull out the Scooby Do

Run let me break ya off some, hit the floor 'coz it ain't no fun

But here they come, they must wanna get done

No frontin' punk, I'll break ya off somethin!

Break 'em off some

What the fuck I'm rollin'?

In a Mack truck that's stolen, guess what I'm holdin'?

Ammo to bust my load still I'm easin' on down

The yellow brick road

Whatta ya know?

A pig in a plain brown wrapper, he wanna bring me down

I'll hit that corner, lemme just warn ya

I'll bring ya ass down, make ya family mourn ya

21 gun salute, trying to take my loot

Don't make me shoot

I'll hit my blunt and pass you a load

And punk, let me break ya of something

Break 'em off some

I got to roll with the self control

In the green tank when the shit unfolds

Hold up, I got it sewn up

Me and my niggas are about to blow up

Got the pigs on my tail

What they get is the hollow point shell, caught in the sail

Servin' my sentence, got my apprentice in the hood

But the nigga is senseless

Out on parole

Now the nigga has turned to my fold, now the punk gotta go

That punk got shady, wouldn't repay me

Let the punk know that ya still can't fade me

Maybe the fucker would stop

But nothin' would stop me from havin' to break 'em off something

Break 'em off some

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